So Much Of Nothing

So much of nothing it seems to be, from a friend who deals me both of poison and love
Then pulled me down to trickery of his level, for whatever he thinks that I would think of him
That I would forever be tricked by whatever the facade that he highlights for me
And then he would regret nothing but only after Fate runs smack in his face time and time again

But oh, 'tis such a waste of ink for me to write him off in anger
Nor would I weep for him on his days of ending, a eulogy for the damned
For he is so much of a loser that nobody can deny or even compare
A hallowed germ in the winds of stupidity, avowed!

And now no matter how many ears of care or words of remedial might be offered to this wretch
He's already built around him a wall of unprecedented self-righteousness, laced with worthless ego
A towering edifice that only befits him to fall from that with a bang or much shame
As I recall this American saying of "The Bigger They Are The Harder They Fall", forsooth!

So now who is lost and keeps on losing, the one who stays his ground or stays out of my way?
For I am not whatever I am outside, God forbids! So much rage inside me for all those around me
For they'd never understand the things that I use to see the world with, or why I choose this path foremost
For indeed good thing always stays, and bad things well, they won't know what hit them!

Good Night and Good Riddance!

SAIF MINTAKA
KL
2011